All Chapters of Revenge of the Heart: My Ex's Billionaire Uncle's New Bride : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

MegraIt's been a few months since Nathaniel's wedding to Anna, and I can finally see the changes in my body. My pregnancy is now visible, a constant reminder of the life growing inside me. As I stand in my cozy living room, the sunlight streaming through the curtains, I place my hand on my rounded belly and take a deep breath. Today, I'm going to visit my mom's grave, and I'm not going alone. Liza is accompanying me.She smiles warmly at me, her eyes sparkling with pride. "You look beautiful, Megra," she says, her voice filled with admiration. "I'm so proud of you for moving forward without Nathaniel." She has been like a second mother to me, helping me navigate the pregnancy and my thriving job as a teacher.I smile back at her, feeling warmth spread through me. "Thank you, Liza," I reply. "This may not be the life I wanted, but I'll do everything I can for my baby." I rub my belly gently, feeling a soft kick in response.Liza nods, her eyes shining with approval. "Are you ready to

MegraThe train ride feels endless. The rhythmic clatter of the wheels meeting the tracks is a relentless soundtrack, a steady beat that echoes my racing thoughts. I stare out the window, watching the landscape blur past, but my mind is elsewhere. Nathaniel’s behaviour doesn’t make sense. And why is Becca always around? Every turn I take, Becca always seems to be lurking. Honestly, I thought if your best friend betrays you, they might try to stay away. Becca, on the other hand, is always there and always entwined with Nathaniel and Andrew's family. Nothing makes sense to me.I sit there thinking about how it's possible for Nathaniel to lose his top seat in his family's empire. Its unfathomable. The whole reason he and I got together was because he needed to marry and have a child to secure his position. That was what the contract stated. Now, he has both with Anna, yet he’s lost the one thing he fought so hard for. It doesn’t add up. Nathaniel never makes mistakes like this. He’s alwa

NathanielI’m staring into my glass, watching the amber liquid swirl, when Liza's voice cuts through the fog in my mind. “Nathaniel, why have you been drinking and partying like this?” Her tone is sharp, but I can hear the underlying concern.I look up at her. “What’s the point, Liza? I’ve lost everything. What does it matter if I let loose a bit?”Liza’s eyes harden. “You’re the head of the Welsh family, or at least you were Nathaniel. I raised you better than this. You have responsibilities.”The words hit me like a slap. She’s right, of course. I’ve been running from my duties, pretending to drown my guilt and fear in alcohol. But facing it feels like staring into an abyss. So much is going on, and I have nobody to confide in. I cannot risk putting Liza in danger, and for my plan to work, I need to look helpless.Before I can respond, Liza’s phone rings. She glances at the screen and frowns. “It’s Conor,” she says, excusing herself and stepping away to answer. “Hello? What’s happen

MegraI sit there in shock, trying to process everything Nathaniel just revealed. The guilt in his eyes, the way he’s judged by everyone in the room—it hits me hard. Nathaniel’s been going through all of this alone, and now we know he’s been trying to protect me, even if it means keeping secrets. My emotions are a tangled mess of confusion, anger, and aching sadness.Liza and I sit at the table, examining the photos and trying to piece together the timeline. The images blur as tears sting my eyes, but I blink them away, focusing on the task at hand. The first photo catches my attention—a grainy shot of me, drunk in the little black dress from the night I met Nathaniel.“Nathaniel, come here,” I call out, my voice trembling.He walks over, looking at the photo with me. Our eyes meet, and a peculiar realisation dawns on us both.“This can’t be right,” I whisper, my heart pounding.Conor joins us, his expression curious. “What can’t be right?”“There’s no way the stalker would have known

Megra"Hello, Megra, I know it's you. Cat got your tongue?" Anna's voice pierces through the silence, chilling me to the bone. The coldness in her tone sends a shiver down my spine. I can feel the smile on her face. I can feel her satisfaction as she hurls her insults. I grip my phone tighter, struggling to find the words to explain why I called Nathaniel so late. How do I explain myself to her?"Why are you calling Nathaniel, you little bitch?" Anna's voice is sharp and accusing. "Why are you calling him at all?"A wave of guilt and shame washes over me. "I..." I start, but Anna cuts me off."Haven't you given up yet, Megra? Haven't you realised that you've already lost him?" Her words are like knives, cutting deep. "Our baby will be here soon. So please stop playing the innocent, defenceless girl. Nathaniel sees right through you, and so do I. You need to stay away from him."I hear Nathaniel's voice in the background, angry and demanding. "Anna, what the fuck are you doing with my